They'll Never Take the Good Years!

So I spend my last night with Vincent going to the William Fitzsimmons concert. It was a shame I was a bit to tired, and that Astra was a bit to warm, cause the concert was really great. Depressing songs, or really depressing songs, a man with a big beard talking about buying razors for shaving his balls, cause his obviously didn't shave his face, but maybe his head. Great way to spend the night, and as a warm up to Roskilde.